when the forecast is for snow (and we're all gonna DIE), there are always emergency meetings of chapters of
The French Toast Club. they are held in supermarkets.
this is a Jersey guy!
just an observation, but... those who complain the most about the white stuff on the ground are sometimes those who could just as easily hunker down and wait for roads to be cleared. but NOOOOO, some seem to have the need to join the throngs out on the road to show how much they also don't know about driving in the stuff.
original neighbors were both teachers, so there were 3 outta 4 (not counting their kids) who generally had no need to go anywhere till roads were cleared. they made home-made pizza. we had one of those "beer meister" tap things in basement. one BIG storm, snow was drifted up fronts doors so you couldn't open from inside! there we were, balancing cold pitchers of beer, right out of the keg. had to go out back door, over fence to get to our front yard, then back over their fence to get to their back yard to get in their back yard. worth it? Hell, yeah!